I’ve always liked Turin: a city of grand baroque churches, gloomy nineteenth-century arcades and overpriced cafés. It’s a hard working city, full of men in well cut tweed sits, where Nietzsche wrote five books in the space of a year (see Lesley Chamberlain, Nietzsche in Turin). Here are some of the things we saw and enjoyed on a day pottering round the centre.
The brickwork of the Palazzo Carignano:
The Galleria dell’Industrial Subalpina:
Lunch at Baratti & Milano:
The dome of Guarini’s San Lorenzo:
Bellotto’s view of Turin as it was in the eighteenth century:
And the bust of Nietzsche: